Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 465
Zhan Nianbei sighed, turned around and walked to the door.Just when An Ranran thought he was going to go out, he suddenly said: "There is no room round now!"

An Ranran was taken aback.

Zhan Nianbei then walked back quickly, and then sat down beside An Ranran, hugged her and put her on his lap.

An Ranran smiled and said, "There is no ward rounds now, but I'm sure there will be a ward rounds in the next moment. Young Master Zhan, please restrain yourself!"

Zhan Nianbei hesitated for a moment, and loosened his grip on An Ranran's arm: "With you, I feel that restraint is a very difficult thing."

An Ranran struggled a few times to stand up from his embrace: "Is it because you are not strong enough?"

Zhan Nianbei smiled: "No, you are too charming."

An Ranran's face flared up again: "Zhan Nianbei, I think you've changed a lot in the past few days."

"How to say?" Zhan Nianbei asked her.

"Well, compared to the dull image before, you now have a sense of glib and indecency."

Zhan Nian Beimo.

An Ranran saw that her wood was stunned again, and she regretted it unconsciously, and wanted to say something to make it round again, but she couldn't think of how to make it round for a while.

Just at this moment, Zhan Nianbei's phone rang.

Zhan Nianbei took out the phone from his pocket and pressed the answer button.

"...Are you back...I don't want him to have the opportunity to meet Madam...Okay...you can make the decision!"

While waiting for Zhan Nianbei to answer the phone, An Ranran's mind was spinning rapidly.

As soon as Zhan Nianbei hung up the phone, she asked eagerly, "Is An Qinghui back?"

Zhan Nianbei hummed.

An Ranran took a deep breath: "Zhan Nianbei, you shouldn't make decisions for me."

Zhan Nianbei frowned: "Ran Ran, if you want to handle this matter yourself, then I'll let Zhu Xiaomeng report to you directly."

"I don't need Zhu Xiaomeng to report to me, I have to handle this matter myself." An Ranran gritted her teeth.

An Ranran didn't want to condone the revenge of killing his mother.

"Ran Ran, after all, he is your father. When dealing with this matter, I don't want you to be burdened with uneasy conscience in the future." Zhan Nianbei expressed his thoughts to An Ranran.

An Ranran shook her head: "I won't be disturbed. To be honest, in my heart, An Qinghui is not a father at all. Because there is no father in this world who would sell his daughter for glory so much that he would not even care about his daughter's life or death. "

An Ranran's tone became agitated as she spoke: "I feel that in his heart, I, like An Yuke, am not his daughter!"

Zhan Nianbei looked at An Ranran silently. Zhan Nianbei didn't know much about An Ranran's life experience, but... Presumably a scum like An Qinghui would not be able to give birth to such an outstanding daughter as An Ranran.

Thinking of this, Zhan Nianbei nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand. However, if you are the only one to do this matter, I am still a little worried. Why don't you let Zhu Xiaomeng help you. Although he Your abilities are mediocre, but you are careful, and there are many people watching An Qinghui outside, which is always beneficial to you."

It's all about this kind of thing, can An Ranran refuse?In order to reassure Young Master Zhan, she had no choice but to nod in agreement.

After talking about this matter, An Ranran already felt a little sleepy.

Looking at her tired appearance, Zhan Nianbei said thoughtfully: "If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

An Ranran hummed, "What about you?"

Zhan Nianbei took out a stack of documents from his bag: "Sleep in your bed, I'll read the documents later!"

An Ranran frowned unexpectedly: "You still brought so many documents with you?"

Zhan Nianbei hummed: "I've been in Kyoto all this time, so Jiangbei will send some documents over every other day."

"It's all for you to deal with?"

Zhan Nianbei shook his head: "Not necessarily, some of them have already been dealt with by my father. Let me see that he just wants me to know more about the situation in Jiangbei."

"Oh." An Ranran replied, it seems that Zhan Ping'an really has high expectations for Zhan Nianbei, and An Ranran knows that Zhan Nianbei will not let him down.

After watching Zhan Nianbei open the file and turn on the desk lamp, An Ranran pulled the corner of the quilt to remind him: "Zhan Nianbei, someone may come to check the ward at night."

Zhan Nianbei hummed: "Don't worry, I won't do that kind of thing."

An Ranran's face burned, and she quickly buried herself in the bed.

That night, the ward round that An Ranran had been worrying about did not come.

Instead, when it was dawn, she vaguely felt that someone got into her bed.

The familiar smell made her snuggle herself into the other's arms without opening her eyes.

The two of them hugged each other and fell asleep until it was dawn.

After An Ranran's alarm clock rang, the two quickly got up, tidied up, and then went downstairs.

When they arrived at the service desk on the first floor, the boss who received them yesterday had an unclear smile on his face: "Did you sleep well?"

An Ranran's face flushed, but Zhan Nianbei replied calmly: "Except for no hot water, everything else is okay."

The boss responded with a smile: "It's not that we don't have hot water, it's because the hot water here needs to be fetched in the boiling water room. Next time you come to live, if you want hot water, you must tell the waiter in advance, we will send hot water to your room of."

Zhan Nianbei hummed.

The waiter who was going to check their room later trotted over at this time, and after whispering to the boss, the boss readily refunded their deposit, and then enthusiastically said to them: "Come again next time. "

Zhan Nianbei is not used to the sudden enthusiasm of the boss.

An Ranran explained clearly: "The waiter must have told him that we only used one room, so he was happy."

"Oh, what's the fun in that?"

"You can clean one less room." An Ranran said, "Maybe he made up the so-called ward rounds yesterday, just to trick us into opening an extra room. This boss has too many intentions."

Zhan Nianbei took a funny look at the angry An Ranran: "Forget it, it's not worth being angry with this kind of person."

"I'm not angry, but I think it's a pity that such scheming is only used to run such a small hotel. He should go to the capital to play tricks with He Linger!"

Listening to An Ranran's angry childlike language, Zhan Nianbei couldn't help but smile: "That's right. But now, we should think about how to get the TV on the motorcycle."

(End of this chapter)